Would that be a problem?” “Not at all I don’t think that would worry me in the least” “There may also be times that they cry off half way th...ough the session leaving you maybe – in need”. “That’s ok I think I could deal with that” I replied. “Wonderful she said but just to let you know that I wouldn’t send you home in that state if you were feeling to frustrated.” “I see” I said a little hesitively “what I mean to say is that I would bring you to a climax but please understand that you would. "Help me with this, I can't do it" she said in an quiet, extremely tense voice."Ok, take a seat, and I'll do it for you this time", I said indicating a nearby chair. She walked stiffly over to it, her awkward movements and hesitant steps indicating just how strange she was finding her new appliance.She sat down slowly, holding on to the chair carefully as she did so. I slipped her stockings on, and secured them to the front pair of suspenders that were permanently fixed to the bottom of the. I had long suspected she was cheating on me. I would see how men responded to her and sometimes it appeared there was more than flirting going on, but I never had proof... until I did. I knew she would be gone for quite some time and I must have passed by her lap top three times before I decided to snoop. For some reason, I didn't go to her email or Facebook, I went searching through her desktop and documents folder. Right at the top of the desktop was a video file named “Seattle”. I opened it. I looked at Jack, he was flushed. His hands crossed across his lap. He couldn’t be hard again, surely. Then I realised what he was looking at. He was looking up my Mums dress, and she was letting him, in fact she had opened her legs so that he could, like some slut. Then the penny dropped. Did she want my boyfriend, did she want to fuck my boyfriend?? She did, I was sure. I didn’t mind, I wanted her too. But I wanted to be there as well, I wanted to watch her fuck him, and let her watch, as.